Cassius. Tintinius, if thou lovest me,
Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him,
Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops,
And here again; that I may rest assured
2515Whether yond troops are friend or enemy.

Cassius. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill;
My sight was ever thick; regard Tintinius,
2520And tell me what thou notest about the field.
[PINDARUS ascends the hill]This day I breathed first: time is come round,
And where I did begin, there shall I end;
My life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?
2525

Pindarus. [Above] Tintinius is enclosed round about
With horsemen, that make to him on the spur;
Yet he spurs on. Now they are almost on him.
2530Now, Tintinius! Now some light. O, he lights too.
He's ta'en.
[Shout]And, hark! they shout for joy.

Cassius. Come down, behold no more.
2535O, coward that I am, to live so long,
To see my best friend ta'en before my face!
[PINDARUS descends]Come hither, sirrah:
In Parthia did I take thee prisoner;
2540And then I swore thee, saving of thy life,
That whatsoever I did bid thee do,
Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath;
Now be a freeman: and with this good sword,
That ran through Caesar's bowels, search this bosom.
2545Stand not to answer: here, take thou the hilts;
And, when my face is cover'd, as 'tis now,
Guide thou the sword.
[PINDARUS stabs him]Caesar, thou art revenged,
2550Even with the sword that kill'd thee.

Dies

Pindarus. So, I am free; yet would not so have been,
Durst I have done my will. O Cassius,
Far from this country Pindarus shall run,
2555Where never Roman shall take note of him.

Exit

Re-enter Tintinius with MESSALA

Messala. It is but change, Tintinius; for Octavius
Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power,
2560As Cassius' legions are by Antony.

Tintinius. No, this was he, Messala,
But Cassius is no more. O setting sun,
2570As in thy red rays thou dost sink to-night,
So in his red blood Cassius' day is set;
The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;
Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!
Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.
2575

Messala. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed.
O hateful error, melancholy's child,
Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men
The things that are not? O error, soon conceived,
Thou never comest unto a happy birth,
2580But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee!

Messala. Seek him, Tintinius, whilst I go to meet
The noble Brutus, thrusting this report
Into his ears; I may say, thrusting it;
2585For piercing steel and darts envenomed
Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus
As tidings of this sight.

Tintinius. Hie you, Messala,
And I will seek for Pindarus the while.
2590[Exit MESSALA]Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?
Did I not meet thy friends? and did not they
Put on my brows this wreath of victory,
And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts?
2595Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing!
But, hold thee, take this garland on thy brow;
Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I
Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace,
And see how I regarded Caius Cassius.
2600By your leave, gods:—this is a Roman's part
Come, Cassius' sword, and find Tintinius' heart.
[Kills himself][Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO,
STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS]2605

Young Cato. Brave Tintinius!
Look, whether he have not crown'd dead Cassius!
2615

Brutus. Are yet two Romans living such as these?
The last of all the Romans, fare thee well!
It is impossible that ever Rome
Should breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe more tears
To this dead man than you shall see me pay.
2620I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time.
Come, therefore, and to Thasos send his body:
His funerals shall not be in our camp,
Lest it discomfort us. Lucilius, come;
And come, young Cato; let us to the field.
2625Labeo and Flavius, set our battles on:
'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night
We shall try fortune in a second fight.